Faraglioni

It looks like Little Polynesia, kitsch and quaint, with tables in huts covered by awnings and wisteria leaning close enough to whisper. Sadly, kitsch and quaint aren’t edible, nor is wisteria, because what is on the menu is workmanlike at best. Faraglioni is a Capri fashion victim: Too well-located and too available to undiscerning tourism. My straccetti con gamberi e pomodorini (shrimp and cherry tomatoes in a green pasta) was overcooked and my lobster a skimpy example of a robust species. Bills are far too high. All in all, mediocrity that’s pretty to behold. Closed November-March.